The Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession - Chapter 100: Chapter 100

She had never ever felt such a need in her life, and after she and Damon went their separate ways, she had laughed at the idea of madly falling for the charm of a man.
But here she wanted him to touch her.
Alejandro was practically driving her insane. He was torturing her and giving her immense pleasure at the same time. She saw him shift on his knees, and then he ran his tongue over the taut muscles of her belly.
Nivera thought she would soon go crazy with pleasure when she felt Alejandro in between her thighs.
He was kissing the sides of her thighs, and she writhed and gasped when she felt his hot breath on the most sensitive part of her body.
Alejandro ran his tongue into her folds, and she felt her soul leave her body.
He wanted to taste her sweet body and smell the hot, sharp scent of her sex.
He wanted to bury himself in her now, delve in the depths of her willing body, but not until he had his fill.
Nivera trembled as her hand unconsciously grabbed Alejandro's hair. She felt his tongue plunging between the soft folds of her sex, and she moaned loudly, buckling as she tried to twist away, but his hands held her still by pressing down on her hips.
Hearing Nivera's whimpering cries in ecstasy, Alejandro dragged his tongue across the cleft of her body and plunged deeper inside to taste the very sweet essence of her. It was so sweet and intoxicating.
"Alejandro…" he heard her plead, but that only fuelled him.
Using his fingers, he separated Nivera's folds and slowly inserted one finger into her wet, heated core.
“Ah!” Nivera whimpered as her muscles clamped Alejandro's finger inside.
“Alejandro…” she moaned as she came undone all over his tongue.
Nivera was still shaking as she felt him lick her juices with his tongue. No! He was eating it all up, and Nivera blushed seeing the pure satisfaction on his face, knowing how hard she came.
She bit her lip without her knowing, seeing how Alejandro licked his lips while he met her gaze. She shuddered as he licked a path from her navel to her breast, crawling back up her body.
“It's time for some punishment,” he hummed as he flipped her over, made her stand on all fours, and slapped her arse cheek. Hard.
The slap reverberated in the silence of the room, and she gasped as the sting registered.
But it wasn’t because of the pain. It was because of the clenching of her thighs that came with the pain.
What in the actual hell? There was definitely something wrong with her.
“As expected, you don't like it soft, do you?” He asked, and she could feel him smiling.
“Your habit of not answering my questions will have to change.”
Engrossed in the sweet torture that Alejandro was inflicting on her, she felt him position himself in between her legs.
Nivera instinctively moved her legs apart and opened herself for him, welcoming all of him.
His erect member brushed against her still-wet sex, and Nivera moaned as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
Her eyes were closed as she felt Alejandro while he kept on rubbing the tip of his member over her wet folds.
Then, without warning, he thrust into her in one ruthless go.
She cried out, her eyes screwing shut as the pain stabbed her.
Oh, God.
It didn’t matter how wet she was; Alejandro was too big, and she was too tight, as it had been ages since she got intimate.
Pulling her to her chest, Alejandro grabbed her by the neck, his mouth coming to rest beside her ear.
“Open your eyes.”
“No,” she shook her head, and his hold on her neck tightened.
“Nivera, open your fucking eyes,” he growled.
Realizing it wasn't a request but an order, she slowly opened her eyes and turned her head to the side so she could look at him.
Her breath hitched when she found him already staring down at her.
If she expected pity, there was none, and if anything, seeing her in pain made his lips curl into a smile.
However, despite that, there was a flick of concern in his eyes, but most of all, his eyes shined with a possessiveness so tangible, it got under her skin
Through the pain, she noticed Alejandro hadn't moved, and it made her realize that he was letting her get used to his size.
A few seconds later, he started to move, and soon enough, the initial sensation went away and became replaced by pleasure.
His pace soon picked up with every stroke, and a loud sob tore through the air, one that belonged to Nivera.
"Hmm, Cabezota…" Alejandro called out her name as he thrust deeper inside of her, and Nivera felt her body clench.
"You're mine, Nivera…" She heard Alejandro whisper in her ear as he held her earlobe between his lips, biting it lightly and kissing her, making her squirm in double pleasure.
"No… Yes…" Nivera responded in a moan. No one owned her. She owned herself; she had always believed in this only… But tonight, she was ready to allow Alejandro to own her.
Letting go of her neck, he pushed her onto the bed, and she immediately arched her back, giving Alejandro more access to her depths.
He drove deeper into her, hitting her innermost core, making her moan loudly and call his name again and again.
Unable to bear the sweet pleasure, she dug her teeth into the sheets and bit them as Alejandro thrust inside of her, thrusting up, thrusting hard, raking himself inside of her, and sending her crying out in ecstasy.
"Alejandro!" she cried, as her body shuddered, milking Alejandro's shaft with her own release.
Nivera's orgasm engulfed her until all she could recognize was him at her back, in her, and all around her.
Alejandro, however, didn't stop as he continued to pound inside of her, hard and wild.
All thanks to her just reaching her peak, she was overstimulated, but that didn't stop him.
Not when she was moaning and whimpering. Just as another orgasm washed over her, she felt something warm shoot inside her, and a deep grunt escaped from Alejandro.
Four times, she had come undone four times. She was sore and thoroughly exhausted; however, at the same time, a part of her wanted more.
So much more.
However, the exhaustion won, and just as Alejandro pulled out of her, she felt her eyes heavy.
Alejandro had used and ruined her beyond repair.
And a great part of her knew that from that moment, nothing would ever be the same.
“He might have been your first, Cabezota, but I intend to be your last,” he whispered against her ears, and those were the last words she heard before sleep took over.